My brother is a butcher.
I really like calling him a butcher, because it’s just one of those real jobs. You know exactly what a butcher does, no question. It’s not something inexplicable like a designer or engineer. (I still haven’t found a good way of describing to non-engineers what it is I do… but I digress)
The other night, I called my brother to get some facts and figures about Thanksgiving. See, during this time of year BenTheButcher only comes up for air a few hours per day. He’s literally up to his chin in turkeys, hams, and other holiday meats.
So I called the man himself to get some interesting inside facts about working as a Butcher during this crazy time of year.